Dream Journal: Phil and the Fangirls

Lately I’ve been struggling to get going in the morning. I usually wake up at least an hour after my alarm clock goes off. This morning, I woke up relatively early and surprisingly well rested. I credit this feeling to the dream I had last night – and going to bed before 2 AM for once this week.

In my dream, I had sent Philip Wang (of Wong Fu Productions) a message via either Twitter or Facebook. He sent a hand-written reply on what looked like green elastic medical tape. Soon after I received his reply, I came across him in person. He remembered me from my online message, and we began talking. Though I don’t remember what my message said, he thanked me for it. It had apparently left an impression on him – enough for him to remember my name and face.

We talked for some time about my message and just about life in general. He also mentioned that he was looking to move into a new apartment. Jokingly, I offered to let him move in with me, and shockingly he seemed to be interested in the offer. “My roommate is going to be moving out in a few months anyway…” I explained.

“You have a roommate?” he asked, somewhat surprised. He continued thinking about the offer and went on to explain that he had been thinking about moving east. “I’m actually from Cincinnati,” he said. Living in California, he spent so much time away from his family and wanted to live closer to them.

At this point, we were interrupted by an airline representative who asked to see our boarding passes. Apparently we had been in an airport gate the whole time. Our passes looked slightly different, but they were for the same flight. We were both in row 8, I think. For some reason, I was a little concerned that the woman would think we were together, perhaps even married, because our seats were next to each other. Soon after the woman left, a teenage girl with a pink bedazzled Blackberry came up to us – well, up to Phil. As she asked for his phone number between nervous giggles, I remember feeling proud of myself for holding a mature conversation with Phil without getting all fan-girly (much like how I felt during their Princeton visit last April when Phil and I briefly talked about The Office).

Normally, after such a pleasant dream, I would resist waking up. However, this dream was so relatively realistic and… comfortable. I woke up without much issue, because it felt like I would wake up to find that my dream was actually reality – and if that were the case, I’d want to wake up as soon as possible.

And now I just sound like a giggly fangirl.

Phil and I at Wong Fu’s Princeton event – a girl can dream, can’t she?

Dream Journal: “I Miss Wes”

I don’t remember exactly how all these events were connected in my dream, but these are the details I remember.

  • I was a part of Wong Fu Productions, but I was still in that awkward new person phase. It was the phase where I had Philip Wang’s cell number and could text him, but I wasn’t sure if he would want me to text or if he even had my number saved.
  • Perhaps I was part of Wong Fu to replace Wes, who had somehow died. One of the guys had made a memorial video of Wes. I wept while watching, and at the end said, “I miss Wes.”
  • I was taking dry, brown leaves and coloring them green with markers. I think I was doing this as part of a gift for my “sister” who was having a baby. (I really do have a sister, but she was not the person in my dream, nor is she having a baby.) She was at the hospital having the baby, and I drove with someone to see her. I was the one driving, and I turned left instead of turning right. I think I was planning to go somewhere along the way, but then I realized I was just driving horribly out of the way. I thought about texting Phil to let him know I would be late to school because my sister was having a baby, but then I wasn’t sure if he wanted to receive my text message.

12/26/11 – I just remembered another detail! Somewhere in there, I was playing guitar with Paul Wright. At first, a friend and I were trying to play one of Paul’s songs, and he just happened to be there. Not wanting to show Paul that I didn’t really know how to play his song, we started playing a mashup of songs using the only three chords I knew in the dream. I’m pretty sure one of the songs was “She Will Be Loved” by Maroon 5.